Day Nine - The Slayer Arrives

[slayer_vampyres]

Who: Buffy Summers; OPEN
When: Late Afternoon
Where: Dorms, First Level
Rating: PG (but will change it if need be)
Invasion: Sure!
Status: Closed/Finished
Summary: Buffy wakes up to find herself in DauphinMare. She looks over the papers on her desk, and sets out to head for the Town Hall to speak with Ice. Along the way, she meets Silvara, and the two

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[torngloves]

Sil was wandering around outside the dorms, getting some air - she certainly wasn't checking to make sure the remains of the battle had been, in fact, cleaned up. And she wasn't looking for Cedric either. She wondered if she kept repeating that to herself, if it would make it true.

She was somewhat startled by the sound of the door opening, but she managed to keep control of herself - no glow. She glanced up at the blonde, offering a wave. "Hello!" she said.

The girl didn't look familiar - but that didn't mean anything. A lot of people didn't look familiar to her.

[slayer_vampyres]

The voice startled her. "Um...hi..." Buffy began hesitantly. The girl didn't look like a vampire or a demon...but looks could be deceiving. "Who are you?" She asked.

[torngloves]

"Oh, sorry," Sil said awkwardly, extending a hand. She'd don her gloves again - she hadn't been wearing them for a while. But getting ready this morning, she'd felt the need to reconnect with her humanity and herself, after everything that had happened. So - gloves. "Silvara Martia," she said. "Are you, uh..." the girl seemed a little out of sorts, she hoped that the question wasn't completely unfair to ask, "new?" she said.

[slayer_vampyres]

"Yeah," Buffy responded, shaking Sil's hand. She found it a little odd that the girl was wearing gloves--didn't gloves go out of fashion in the seventies?--but she didn't comment on them. Better to make good first impressions than bad ones, she thought. "I'm Buffy. Summers. Definitely new," She muttered, feeling embarrassed. "Are you new, too?" She asked.